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Finding Peace Of Mind
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This question is prompted by a discussion on another thread. It’s said that good physical health is the most important thing in life but in my opinion peace of mind is far more valuable. From the previous discussion, God doesn’t appear to be the answer so the question is, how do people accept that life does what it does and people are what they are without allowing the negativity that all of that can bring to dominate their thoughts, thereby destroying their peace of mind?
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If– Rudyard Kipling.. If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor...
08:46 Fri 09th Nov 2018
Distractions. I feel everyone needs to be on a path, when you have goals, and targets you’re focused, you have a sense of purpose. When you’re not doing anythin sat around your mind can drift into the wildest of places.
Basically, get on with ur own life and focus on yourself, you can only truely understand your own world, so crack on
Basically, get on with ur own life and focus on yourself, you can only truely understand your own world, so crack on
if i had good physical health i would find it easier in the mind, because i don't then my mind suffers as well.
as you may know i have been in hospital numerous times for mental health and can safely say that i wouldn't wish that on anyone. But after coming out last time i felt a sense of peace that i hadn't felt before.
after Mr Em died my world was shattered and i fell into total despair, its only been shaken off with medical intervention. I had ECT which i didn't want, but they did it anyway, and i more or less came back to myself
not sure whether peaceful, but i have had to accept my limitations physically and mentally, perhaps that gives me a measure of peace of mind, acceptance is probably the key.
as you may know i have been in hospital numerous times for mental health and can safely say that i wouldn't wish that on anyone. But after coming out last time i felt a sense of peace that i hadn't felt before.
after Mr Em died my world was shattered and i fell into total despair, its only been shaken off with medical intervention. I had ECT which i didn't want, but they did it anyway, and i more or less came back to myself
not sure whether peaceful, but i have had to accept my limitations physically and mentally, perhaps that gives me a measure of peace of mind, acceptance is probably the key.
// Please do, emmie.//
have I read this correctly ?
someone who previously said ( that would be nigh) " that cant be about me - I would never put anything personal on the internet"
is now encouraging someone else to bear her heart on the internet?
o well normal day on AB
and yeah well done - Em - well done for overcoming your issues.
have I read this correctly ?
someone who previously said ( that would be nigh) " that cant be about me - I would never put anything personal on the internet"
is now encouraging someone else to bear her heart on the internet?
o well normal day on AB
and yeah well done - Em - well done for overcoming your issues.
Somehow learning to accept what you can't change seems the hardest thing to do. Once you get that sorted your mind is free to adapt to change rather than fight. There are times when to have a go at changing something is worth doing, but it's learning to pick your battles wisely.
With all that happened this year I still feel calm and easy about it, knowing I did what I could. Somehow learning to connect better with others has been key for me, renewing old friendships and being more open to the people who care about me.
It's also doing what I can to help them, a bit of housework, gardening, sometimes just being with them during difficult times.
I wish I'd known all this when I was young, I doubt my life would have been so difficult.
With all that happened this year I still feel calm and easy about it, knowing I did what I could. Somehow learning to connect better with others has been key for me, renewing old friendships and being more open to the people who care about me.
It's also doing what I can to help them, a bit of housework, gardening, sometimes just being with them during difficult times.
I wish I'd known all this when I was young, I doubt my life would have been so difficult.
If–
Rudyard Kipling..
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
Rudyard Kipling..
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
It's either be forced into the army, or face locally established tribunals who were to decide between ‘‘conscience or cowardice’’. It was down to the individual objector to demonstrate ‘‘proof’’ of their beliefs, which was a far from straightforward task given the intangible nature of a person’s conscience.
Hi emmie
As I recall, Kipling was so furious with his homeland (England) for allowing his son to die in WW1 that he exiled himself to the United States and refused the honours that the British wanted to pile upon him.
That's from memory, so I might be wrong - if anyone wants to check and correct me, please do so.
I like that poem, because it seems to say it all. I fail on many counts, but I try to avoid too much grief over what others say and do.
And thank you for BA. That really should go to Mr Kipling, not me.
As I recall, Kipling was so furious with his homeland (England) for allowing his son to die in WW1 that he exiled himself to the United States and refused the honours that the British wanted to pile upon him.
That's from memory, so I might be wrong - if anyone wants to check and correct me, please do so.
I like that poem, because it seems to say it all. I fail on many counts, but I try to avoid too much grief over what others say and do.
And thank you for BA. That really should go to Mr Kipling, not me.